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Perfectly Normal	By : Nemain Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 6947 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Perfectly Normal
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- 63-Mise en Scene: Coffee and Cream
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Perfectly Normal Chapter
Fifty
Disclaimers Apply

A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE �, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta� *scurries to finish
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ProPhile: *random gold stars *� Morgan: *gloke
* Readers/Reviewers: Okay, I�m out of town for a few days.� I�ll be back Sunday afternoon so until then,
it�s this update and a little sidefling for you!� Happy Passover and Happy
Easter to those who celebrate.

�� Kurt sat
back on his haunches, staring balefully at the Shi�ar
who seemed to be in some sort of trance.�
�You never left, did you?�
�� I have never
been here,� the androgynous figure replied.�
�I can not leave somewhere I have never been.�� They
tilted their head to one side and regarded Kurt in a manner that was
startlingly bird-like.� �But I am staying
here.� I cannot leave.�
�� Kurt�s tail
coiled tightly around his wrist as if it were trying on it�s own to hold him
back.� He stood, letting the appendage
drop, and started pacing again.� �Come
ON, Logan, hurry up,� he muttered more to himself than anything, sliding a
sideways glare at the Shi�ar on the floor.� �They�ll be down any minute,� he said for
what seemed like the�
tenth or twelfth time.� �Logan and Storm� they�re
in charge here. You have to leave.�� He
knew he sounded childish but he frankly did not care.� He wanted this being gone, he wanted it to
take the gnawing nervousness in his belly, the feeling
of not being safe in his own home� he wanted all of it gone with the lone Shi�ar in the Institute basement.�
�� Yes, I
know,� the alien being sighed, sounding more amused than resigned.� �I have been informed��
�� Tell me
your name.� I can�t call you it�� Kurt dropped back down to the floor, curling
his legs around into a complicated sitting position.� He was not growing used to the Shi�ar so much as growing tired of being afraid.� Name your fear, his mother had always told
him, and it cannot hold you.� The Shi�ar raised a pale brow and uttered a sound so utterly
alien and complicated that Kurt could only stare.� �I think,� he said slowly after a moment�s
pause, �I�ll call you Wolfgang.�
�� Wolf�gang?�� The avian head tilt appeared again, and Kurt
almost expected to hear the clicking of a raptor-like beak.� �What is that?�
�� Wolferl then, if Wolfgang is too
difficult.�� Something about
giving this creature the name of his mother�s doddering old uncle made Kurt
feel pounds lighter, as if something had been taken from his shoulders.� �Wolferl, why are
you here? Where are the other Shi�ar?�
�� They are��
he paused and spread his long fingered hands in a gesture that reminded Kurt of
water slipping through cracks in a rock, �they are not here.� They are not coming here.� Only I am here.�
�� Why?�
�� You are very
curious for a slave.�� The Shi�ar�Wolferl, Kurt reminded
himself, suddenly looked annoyed, but not with anything outside of itself.�
�� You are
male, right? Wolferl? I can call you Johanna if you�d rather��
�� I am male,
by your standards,� Wolferl answered dryly.� � And I am here
because of what I did.� I am an
exile.� You know what exile means, don�t
you?� he patronized, rising to his full height.�
�It means I am left here to die.�
�� Kurt was on
his feet in an instant.� �Exiled?
What?� Why?�� He did not, at that moment, care about this
being�s emotional welfare but rather cared about why he was at the Institute
and when he would be leaving.� Wolferl the Shi�ar merely stared
at him, no discernable expression on his face.�
�Why did you come to the Institute?�
�� This is
where they left me,� he replied quietly.�
�They were kind to me, more kind than they ought to have been,
considering�� He fell silent as the door
to the basement room opened and Logan
filled the space.�
�� This week
just keeps getting better and better, doesn�t it?� he groaned, stalking into
the room and stopping just before the Shi�ar male who
stood, eyes downcast, against the far wall.�
�� He�s been
exiled,� Kurt offered suddenly, feeling compelled to offer the alien�s side of
the story before Logan
did or said something awful.� �He�s alone
here��
�� So he
says,� Logan
growled.� �I ain�t
gonna hurt you, bub.� Just want some answers.�
�� I�m
calling him Wolferl,� Kurt added in a much quieter
tone, sounding suffused.� �He�he looks a
bit like mein Oncle Wolferl�.�
�� Logan looked over his
shoulder at his young charge and sighed.�
�Go upstairs.� Help Storm corral
the younger students into the gym.� We�re
on damage control.�� He waited, watching,
until Kurt left.� He could tell the
teenager was loathe to leave but he also knew that
Kurt needed to.� He was not going to hurt
this Shi�ar but he did not want Kurt missing any more
meals and dwelling in his fearful depression.�
The room fairly stank of sad elf, Logan
thought with a hint of concern, shoving it aside as he returned his attention
to the Shi�ar.�
To Wolferl.�
�� I am
exiled to your planet,� he began without prompting.� �I tried, and failed, to stop them so I am
exiled.�
�� Stop who?�
His voice was a dangerous timbre, rumbling from deep in his chest as his
fingers flexed and squeezed at his hips, trying to maintain calm.
�� The Shi�ar.� Your world is a slave pit, overrun.� It is time to cull the weak from the strong.�
He tilted his head and regarded Logan
with a curious gaze.� �You�I have seen
you before.� You were on the list to
survive, to join with the Shi�ar.�
�� His mind
reeling, Logan
took a step back.� �What? What the hell
are you talking about?�
�� Rebels
rose within the ranks and tried to stop the Shi�ar
plans for destruction.� It seems,� he
paused, �we may be failing miserably.�
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